LAUSSE THE CAT Ciao Bella

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/ ciao-bella • Little red rides down the lip of my lover now • must have sniffed a badly crushed pill should've wolfed it down, • caution now • come kiss the water how much dizz • does one chick need to feel less awful • i think i might've gotten spiked • i beg you get a grip you snorted up the shit like it was salty water pepper pig • i dislike a porky or a lie see a porcupine spikes, • you just had one too many lines • i dont feel too well • have a sip of water you'll be fine, let us sit • ill roll a cigarette we'll simmer for a while • and as i said those syllables she whispered let me lie • so i helped her sit on solid surface soiled by a brine of • spilled beer and some nos balloons, • scatterd in a rotting room • cracked cans and canisters • flat ciggy butts from kids skanking to the anthem of dishevelled youth, • air-max and bumbag squadrons • two stepping with a lit skunk spliff hung from lips fucked • mean-whilst my chicks slumped • quite in an unsolemn way • wake up baby please its nearly day • wake up baby please its nearly day • in a town where the night shines the brightest • the youth trace silver linings straight to their sinus • where the light shines brightest on an iphone • its no surprise sanity is seeked in being mindless • i gaze upon her pretty face to see if she be fine • the face i gaze upon is sending shivers down my spine • a drip of red progressed to sliver down her chin and neck • and build a scarlet puddle building up against my thigh • she starts too loose the light behind her eyes • and as they wonder north the only thing they leave behind is whites • this is west mate • eyelids get heavy like her dead weight • yo pal call 999 before she vacates • she meets her Morbid Fickle doom as is her path • and as her chalk coloured lips smile Mrs Death laughs • and as i sit there cradling her carcass i ponder life, • wandering if i be truly assed for it • i didn't ask for this • i didn't ask for this • fuck it • i check her pockets for a baggy hiding in the crevices • find a bag of pills and round about two grams of ketamin • pop the capsules honouring the death of lady Capulet and • sniff the ket and grimace in exaggerated fashion • throw my hands in the air and leave my fate to the gods

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